Oh, yes, I know you're all caught up in the Alberto Gonzales story. This not-so-gradual retreat of the Texas contingency of the White House is just fascinating, isn't it? I've been trying to tamp down my endless paranoia over what they're really up to over there in favor of enjoying the moment.
But while you've been busy worrying about how to say good-bye to Al without capturing the attention of certain eavesdropping technology, you may have missed what is certainly the story of the week. And I don't want that to happen.
Ex-minister admits poison underpants plot
From The Times
Two of the apartheid era’s chief law enforcers pleaded guilty yesterday to trying to assassinate the man who is now the personal aide to President Mbeki of South Africa by lacing his underwear with poison.
You hear that? Poisoned underpants.
Poisoned. Underpants.
That's all I'm sayin', folks. That's all I'm sayin'. It's gonna be a gooooooood week.
6 comments:
Let's just stop wearing them.
but i've been living in poisoned underpants for YEARS.
Poisoned underpants?
Well, that's a new one.
Interesting that I didn't hear about it in NPR. Maybe I missed the story.
Wouldn't it be difficult to report that one with a straight face?
"And in other news.... "
Durn. Another career opportunity missed: Creative ASSassin.
Oh, you people slay me! I love your funny selves all up. ;-)
Guess what, OBlossoms?? NPR is *exactly* where I heard that story! Complete with a comment from the undead target, who admitted that the whole thing was kinda funny--except for the part where he almost died.
I'm going to start using the term "poisoned underpants" whenever my room fogs up with little child tootens (which, as we all know, are the most potent of all). Next time I catch a whiff, I'm going to loudly demand, "All right, who's got the poisoned underpants?" And then I'll laugh. Hysterically. By myself. Because I'll be the only one in there.
heh...catch a whiff. like surfing!
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